Bitter Infection

You’re so quick to smile, laugh, cover it up, pretend the bitterness isn’t in there, pretend this sugar is enough.

But the acid eats away at you and your side glances massacre any being in their path and you’re so full of hate and jealousy, and sick mirth, every second is torture to pretend you’re kind and hide your disgust and put everything behind.

But even you don’t know, its more complex than that. The acrimony that destroys you is just a strong sense of sad. Pain that you refuse to take, to swallow, with your pride, so it shines in your eyes- a razor sharp glint.

Sometimes, it disappears and truth comes back to life- the happy child you used to be and the innocent inside.

But the memory takes its own victims- knowledge of what will never be again and you sink into misery and you radiate your ache.

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